Maybe the key to being happy is transience. I've spent the last couple weeks living alternately in my old house and my new apartment, which was frustrating because I felt like a visitor in one, and empty in the other. I had to move clothes and contact solution back and forth, and I wanted so badly to just settle in. But the house has memories and ( Read more... )

Stuck.

Come up to meet you, tell you I'm sorry ( Read more... )

The alcohol wore off long before the energy drinks on Saturday night. I ended up awake at 5:30 AM, sad to be alone. Was it the ending I expected? Yes. Was it the ending I hoped for? No. And I feel like I've tried. More so in the past week. I've pulled my weight. I'm leaving in 2 days. It's not the way I wanted things to go, to just taper off to ( Read more... )

Things that are hard to do sans opposable thumb, particularly the right one ( Read more... )

My friend Alli texted me last night and said, "I'm coming to WV tomorrow night. Come party with us.". I told her I was in Istanbul, but I think if I were home I'd hang out with her. I don't want to go back to exactly the way things were before. I don't think I'd want to be at a party in Morgantown. Or in Shepherdstown. I want things to change.

Ehh. Better this way.

Throughout this entire ordeal (or whatever it should be called), every time things cool off, every time I find myself all melancholy about the way things are going (or not going), I end up telling myself that I can start to get over it now, or I can start to get over it in two weeks. Not even two weeks. One week and two days. There is no ( Read more... )

I should make an end of the year entry soon. I don't have much to say right now. Hiccup.

Because I should keep this somewhere close, because the hard copy Emma wrote down for me on my birthday two (wow) years ago is in a box in West Virginia, because it rained today. Mostly because I love ( Read more... )